7 Chapter 7 Who Actually Bullied Who_1

Stunned!

The people around were stunned!

Even the fourth brother, who was sitting on the ground covering his nose, was stunned at this moment.

"Damn it, he, he, he actually made the first move?"

"And he's so vicious? So strong?"

"Damn it, wasn't it said that he's a freeloader, a loser?"

Even Li Lihua and her daughter, who had been waiting to see Jiang Chen beaten down like a dog, were wide-eyed in disbelief, looking as if they had been screwed over by a dog.

"How could this be, how could this be?"

Those were seven street thugs, yet they were taken down so quickly by Jiang Chen?

Impossible!

No matter how strong Jiang Chen was, he couldn't be this strong, could he?

Could it be that he took them by surprise?

Yes, that must be it!

With that thought, Li Lihua suddenly screamed, "What are you all standing around for, go on, everyone at once, don't let him ambush again."

Inspired by her voice, fourth brother's eyes flashed with ferocity as he roared, "Go on, all of you, grab your weapons!"

As he spoke, the other flunkies who had been stunned behind Jiang Chen, including those who had been knocked down but still had fight in them, took out steel pipes and iron rods from behind and pounced towards Jiang Chen.

Mad and merciless!

"Yes, that's right, hit him, hit him!"

Li Liyun and Xu Yan clenched their fists from a distance, screaming like mad.

"Die!"

Fourth brother was the first to rush over, his nose bleeding, his cheeks swollen, looking especially frenzied and vicious, holding a dagger in his hand that he had seemingly produced from nowhere. At Jiang Chen's front, he stabbed towards Jiang Chen's chest.

He was beyond caring at this point, even if killing Jiang Chen was the outcome; otherwise, he would be finished after today.

But what greeted him was Jiang Chen's cold laugh and a blur of hand movements.

Jiang Chen grabbed fourth brother's wrist and twisted it violently upwards.

"Snap—" The dagger fell from fourth brother's hand, and Jiang Chen caught it with his left hand and thrust it upwards smoothly.

With a "pfft", the dagger plunged into fourth brother's arm.

"Ah—" Fourth brother screamed in pain, clutching his arm and collapsing to the ground.

Jiang Chen, without a glance at him, turned around to face the few people he had knocked down earlier and snatched an iron rod from one of them.

"Whoosh—"

A gust of wind, and the iron rod swept across.

"Ouch"—"Mommy"...

Accompanied by a chorus of pained cries, those who had already been chilled to the core by Jiang Chen were once again toppled to the ground by his iron rod, howling miserably and rolling on the ground.

A corner of Jiang Chen's mouth curled up into a heinous grin, and he turned his head again to look behind him.

His eyes were red, fierce as a wolf or tiger.

"Hiss—" The sight of that gaze made the flunkies behind Jiang Chen take in a breath of cold air, involuntarily halting their steps all at once.

But Jiang Chen didn't stop.

These past days, he had endured endless humiliation and scorn, bottling it up inside. Now, with the ferocious soul of the dream merged within him, Jiang Chen had become a wild beast at this moment.

Bloodthirsty, ruthless.

With a stomp, Jiang Chen lunged forward.

Amidst the frightened thugs, his iron rod swung, jabbed, flicked, and rammed...

Every move drew blood, no mercy shown.

In the blink of an eye, screams filled the air as he beat the men into yowling, ghostly pandemonium, and in no time at all, most were sprawled on the ground.

And the one or two not yet felled no longer had the courage to continue fighting. Like their parents had borne them with two legs less, they turned and ran without looking back.

The scene was once again a mess, leaving only Jiang Chen standing tall and alone.

No one ever got up again.

Li Liyun and Xu Yan, who were still prepared to watch Jiang Chen get beaten, were now staring dumbfounded, a chill rising from the soles of their feet to their scalps.

It was horrifying!

Since when had Jiang Chen become so powerful?

Just yesterday, this trash who knelt and begged them for money had today become so strong that they couldn't comprehend him at all.

They found it hard to accept.

And as they watched the upright figure of Jiang Chen, Li Liyun suddenly felt a little dazed, with an indescribable discomfort in her heart.

Jiang Chen was gasping for air, his chest heaving. Although he had been fierce in the fight, his stamina was greatly depleted, and he had been hit several times. With his current physique, even combined with the martial techniques he had acquired, it was still somewhat insufficient.

It seemed it was necessary to strengthen his physique further.

After a moment of contemplation, he strode over to the fourth brother and grabbed him.

"What, what do you want?" The fourth brother was drenched in sweat from the pain, trembling all over, but still tried to grit his teeth and act tough despite being inwardly timorous. The fear in his heart had reached an extreme.

This guy in front of him was simply a devil.

Yet he had called this person trash before, thinking he could bully him. He must have been blind!

"I don't want to do anything."

Jiang Chen gave a slight smile, brushed off the fourth brother's mocked-up suit with the back of his hand, then lightly pinched the fourth brother's hanging tie.

"You said you are a civilized person, but a civilized person should look the part."

With that, Jiang Chen's hand jerked upward sharply.

"Swoosh—" The fourth brother's tie was yanked fiercely by Jiang Chen, tightly strangling his neck.

"Heh—heh—heh—"

The veins on the fourth brother's neck bulged, his eyes bulged out, and his face turned red as he struggled to breathe.

"Oops, my bad. Made it too tight. Let me loosen it for you."

Jiang Chen apologized as he loosened the tie slightly for the fourth brother.

"Cough, cough—" The fourth brother began to cough violently.

It was tragic, too tragic.

The fourth brother's henchmen, seeing their boss toyed with like this, turned pale. The fourth brother was such a tough figure; when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

But before the fourth brother had a chance to catch his breath, Jiang Chen suddenly raised his hand and, in front of everyone, delivered a loud slap to the fourth brother's face.

"Slap!"

The fourth brother's head buzzed, and a bright red handprint instantly appeared on his face.

Dazed from the slap, the fourth brother heard Jiang Chen's cold laugh, "Didn't you say you were here to bully me today? But it seems to me that you are the one being bullied, aren't you?"

This was too much bullying!

Indeed, it was too much bullying!

Tears almost fell from the fourth brother's eyes. He had never been bullied like this before, never.

But he didn't dare to resist anymore.

The next second.

"Thud—" The fourth brother knelt down in front of Jiang Chen: "Big brother...oh no, Lord Jiang, I realize my mistake. Please don't hit me anymore."

"We won't take your money, not a single penny..." The fourth brother was crying bitterly.

Jiang Chen frowned, "What do you mean? Am I someone who reneges on debts?"

"Slap—" The fourth brother slapped himself, "I misspoke again. Please, give me another chance."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Remember, I will definitely repay you, but I'm short of money right now... So, lend me another million, and I'll pay it all back together."

"Okay, okay, one million. Oh no, two million, I'll give it to you."

The fourth brother hurriedly nodded, reaching into his chest pocket to pull out a two-million check, which was originally meant as this month's payment for his own boss, but ended up offering it to Jiang Chen first.

"That works, two million it is then. Remember, what I borrow from you, I will repay," Jiang Chen said as he took the check and finally turned to leave.

Mommy! The fourth brother collapsed, sitting on the ground, his back soaked with sweat.